Needle

I feel the prick
From that clear plastic syringe

The metal tip was inserted just behind my ear
in that soft patch between my jaw and my skull

I lie complacent,
Because this is a serum of green liquid envy
Implanted
to drive me to
Jealousy and to what they think is the truth

But the truth is I have no envy
And all I wish for lies intact underneath

that soft patch of skin behind my ear,

right where my jaw meets my skull